Chapter 82

Xie Yu threw the ball to He Chao with a backhand, and the two switched positions.

He Zhao dribbled the ball a few times, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a few people gathered outside the basketball court. In this weather, Luo Wenqiang only wore a sleeveless jersey, and his arm muscles were particularly prominent.

He Zhao took a few glances: "They?"

Xie Yu pulled down the zipper of his jacket, looked at He Chao's casual dribbling, didn't care about 'them', frowned and said, "Be serious."

"No, what are they doing around the two girls..." Before He Chao could finish speaking, he saw the two girls squeeze out from Wanda, hand in hand.

The two girls ran so fast that they almost took out the speed of the 100-meter sprint in the school sports meeting. They looked panicked and fled into the teaching building as if they were running for their lives.

...

He Chao did not understand the development of this story, nor could he imagine the cause and effect.

Luo Wenqiang and the others didn't know much either.

Wanda stood on the spot and touched the back of his head: "Why did you run away?"

Liu Cunhao reflected for a moment: "We were okay with what we said just now. We were gentle and polite, and we didn't kill them."

Luo Wenqiang felt very tired. He returned to the basketball court with the ball in his arms. He really couldn't understand the girls' minds. He said as he walked, "The question is whether they understand... Remember, they are good brothers with integrity, upright, upright! "

There are three or four teams scattered on the basketball court.

The third class occupied half of the court, and the fourth class next door could only slap the ball and go inside.

The fourth class was divided into two teams. It seemed that they were going to play a friendly match. The scale was quite formal, and one of them had a whistle hanging from his neck.

He Chao withdrew his gaze, intending to earnestly have a one-on-one fight with Xie Yu.

However, before he had time to throw the ball out, he saw a ball flying across the diagonal without warning, and smashed it straight at Luo Wenqiang.

Luo Wenqiang reacted quickly and took a step to the side. The ball almost rubbed against his face, like a gust of wind, it suddenly approached, and finally hit the iron net on the opposite side.

"boom."

The ball landed heavily on the rubber ground and bounced several times.

"I'm sorry," a boy in the fourth team stood two meters away from them. His hair was very short and his head was short.

After he finished speaking, he trotted all the way to the edge of the iron net, bent over to pick up the ball, then raised it high, and threw the ball back on the court with the force of his wrist: "Come on, brothers!"

The group made a commotion.

Xie Yu had a bad first impression of the man who was smiling but not smiling. He was commonly known as not pleasing to the eye. Seeing that Luo Wenqiang was playing well, he was accidentally interrupted by his "slip" for the second time, so he couldn't help but stop. The next question: "Who is he? Will he play, has a problem with his hand or his brain?"

Xie Yu had just finished speaking when there was another "bang" behind him.

Immediately, Luo Wenqiang's voice suddenly became louder: "What's the matter with you."

I was interrupted several times, no matter how good-tempered was, couldn't help it.

"That's it," the man smiled, pointing to Luo Wenqiang's basketball hoop, and then he said his intention, "We usually use this, we're used to it."

Class 4 is not a sports season, and have never met them before, so guess it was a temporary change of class today.

Dare to treat the stadium as your own home.

Luo Wenqiang was shocked by how shameless this man was. He didn't know what to say for a while, when he saw a ball slammed into the opponent's back, making a muffled sound.

The man said "fuck", looked back, and saw the legendary boss of the West Tower standing two meters away with no expression on his face.

"I'm sorry," Xie Yu said, "slippery."

The fourth class is a typical bully.

He knew exactly what Xie Yu came from, not only Xie Yu, but also the guy next to him leaning on the basketball hoop and looking rather lazy, although he didn't speak, there was a clear warning in his eyes.

When came over just now, saw the two of them playing separately with the rest of the class, and thought they didn't have a good relationship.

Although they were upset, the fourth class didn't dare to say anything. In the end, they still held their breath and bent over to pick up the ball. When they got up again, there was already a smile on their face, and they patted the ball gently and said, "Your ball."

Hard or Yu Ge hard.

Liu Cunhao gave Xie Yu a "powerful" gesture.

There were two big bosses, and until the physical education get out of class ended, the two classes each played their own way, and there was no more friction.

When Luo Wenqiang collected the sports equipment after class, Wanda couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Yu was so cool just now, Liang Hui from the fourth get out of class..."

Xie Yu helped with the ball, and raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Liang Hui?"

Wanda: "Just the one with the slippery hand."

Liang Hui is also well-known in the grade group.

However, his fame is different from that of a "school bully". He only dares to do some petty things behind his back, and after playing tricks, he refuses to admit it when confronted.

Speaking privately, he knows who he is at his age.

There was no one in the equipment room, Xie Yu put the balls in the storage box, and just after he put them away, he heard Wanda continue to gossip: "Isn't the sports committee always thinking about basketball games, Mad Dog said that there may not be this year, just because of him."

"Wait a minute," He Chao remembered after being reminded by Wanda, and interrupted, "It's that dog thing."

Wanda, who was intimidated by the words 'dog stuff': "...Brother Chao, I didn't realize that your scolding was so strong before."

He Chao: "You're polite. Be polite and civilize you and me. I don't usually curse people easily."

The high school basketball game ended in a farce and the score was void.

Liang Hui's entire team played in one way, no matter how dirty it was. He Chao had brought a few boys in the class to sign up, but he didn't play in the preliminaries yet, so he felt a headache while sitting on the side: "What are you doing? This kind of team sucks."

In the end, He Chao was too lazy to play.

On the one hand, he had no impression of Liang Hui, nor did he know his name.

Lao Tang won a physical education class for them. In the afternoon, the whole class was cheering on the Chinese language class. It looked like an open class: "Teacher, I know this question, and I'll answer it!"

"I can memorize this piece of classical Chinese!"

"I!"

It made Lao Tang embarrassed: "I'm not very comfortable with you guys."

"Don't panic, don't panic. Teacher, we are so proactive in class."

"Okay, I'll mention it again," Lao Tang shook his head, smiled and said, "There are only two weeks left before the final exam, everyone should not have any psychological pressure, pay attention to the review method. It is very important to sort out the wrong questions. Read the wrong questions in each subject several times..."

Final exams are approaching.

Usually, everyone doesn't have any other entertainment time, just two or three physical education classes a week, and Lao Tang has tried his best to grab it from the teachers of various subjects. Although those teachers couldn't beat Lao Tang, they were unwilling to give up like this, leaving more and more homework for the third class.

There are only two sets of mathematics test papers, and all the subjects are added up into a thick stack.

Xie Yu took a shower, walked through the corridor, and when he walked to the door of He Chao's dormitory and opened the door to enter, He Chao had already completed only one set of math papers from the stack of homework.

This person does the questions fast, and most of the questions only have a tick on the side and the options are circled. The big question is more perfunctory, and a little draft is made, and the answer is particularly scribbled in the draft.

Xie Yu brought a pen over, wiped his hair with one hand, squeezed the black pen in the other hand, and threw it on He Chao's table, asking in a bad tone, "Which one?"

He Zhao stopped, and he stepped back with his chair, turned around, and looked at him sideways: "Simulation Paper A, the penultimate question."

Xie Yu walked over and looked down at the subject.

He was halfway through taking a shower just now, when this man called and asked him if he had done his math homework, saying that it was interesting to have a question.

At that time, Xie Yu was dripping with water all over his body and stepped on the tile floor with his bare feet. He didn't know why: "That's all?"

He Chao vaguely heard the sound of running water on the other side of the phone, and before he could ask, he heard the child say "I'm taking a bath, don't worry if it's okay".

Xie Yu had just come out of the shower, it was a little cold, and there was a chill all over his body.

He Zhao looked at it, couldn't hold it back, put it on his hand, pressed the half-dry towel, and wiped his hair unskilledly.

"..." Xie Yu was distracted by this man's actions, and he didn't read a topic for half a minute.

In front of this question, Old Wu deliberately put an asterisk to give them time to look at it. If they can't do it, they don't have to force it. The most important thing is to feel the type of question.

"Make a bet?" He Chao touched Xie Yu's hair across the towel, and when he approached, the tip of his nose was filled with the scent of this man's body, "Five minutes."

Xie Yu: "What are you betting on?"

Five minutes to solve the problem.

As for what to bet, the two of them didn't think about it.

Xie Yu sat directly on He Chao's bed and tore off a page of scratch paper.

The night outside the window is like water.

The windows were ajar, and the wind came in through the cracks.

Xie Yu wore little clothes, and the sweater on his body looked loose. Looking in through the cuffs, he could see half of his wrists protruding from the carpal bones.

He Zhao handed over the coat hanging on the back of the chair, thinking of the scene where the two of them did the quiz last time, and jokingly said, "Give you a minute?"

"..." Xie Yu raised his eyes and said, "You are very arrogant."

The numbers on the phone's timer kept beating.

Time passed by minute by minute.

This question is novel in type and not too difficult. The key point is to break through the inherent thinking. Five minutes is still too short. When the timer stops, neither of them have figured out the final answer.

However, He Chao was quick to calculate, and based on Xie Yu's last step, he took two more steps down.

"Little boy," He Zhao threw his pen and looked at him sideways, "I am willing to admit defeat."

Xie Yu lowered his head and kept his hands on it. After calculating the final answer, he said, "What are you betting on?"

"I think about it," He Chao thought about a lot of thoughts at once, but he was reluctant to bully people too hard, and finally said, "...Brother, Brother Sing will let you go."